Old Wound Testo

I've been bleeding well from this old wound cleaning it with salt so it will still feel new sometimes eyes turn black sometimes scars are tracks but everytime youre gone I wish that you'd come back and everyone watched me waste myself and everyone cheered at last all of the founded comforting its better its me than them I think im doing well from what they say if takin both my belts and shoe laces away but I believe in luck I think I do but I believe for sure if ever I see you I've been fanning flames from these old coals feeding them with tender and hoping they will grow and I've been savoring what I cant hold a blind belief in goodness that doesnt seem to show I've been bleeding well from this old wound cleaning it with salt so it will still feel new.